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☾. ── ❝ FAIRYSTEP ❞
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( 16 moons ) ( molly ) ( warrior ) ( interest: fangfrost )( location: camp ) ( tags: open )
☾. ── ❝ shorthair fawn calico tabby oriental w/ soft-green eyes. ❞


it was still strange, some mornings, to wake up and find herself in the much more crowded warriors den, rather than the apprentices den that had been her home for so much of her time in peakclan. luckily, she was the kind of cat who was not the lightest sleeper, so the added sounds and movement didn't bother her all that much; she just was still getting used to it. she slipped out of the den as smoothly as she could, trying to avoid stepping on or running into anybody on her way out. her soft eyes scanned the camp before her, noticing mountainstar was up and talking to the medicine cats; perhaps that meant that patrols would be called soon. with that hope in mind, she made her way towards the common area that mountainstar had been using to speak to the clan about such things, sitting down politely to wait, wrapping her tail around her paws, and smiling at anyone who passed her.

✿. ── ❝ LUNA ❞
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( 31 moons ) ( molly ) ( outsider - kittypet ) ( interest: open ) ( location: forest ) ( tags: open )
✿. ── ❝ shorthair solid white scottish fold w/ ice-blue eyes. ❞


the pure white cat always tried to listen when her two-leg spoke to her, mainly because for so long they were each other's only companions, and thus she had gotten quite good at understanding some of the things he said. like early this morning, when he told her he was going hunting on the far side of the mountain, and wouldn't be back for a couple of days; he made sure to leave her little doorway unlocked so that she could come and go as she pleased. it was one thing he had brought from wherever he came from; there was something in her collar that opened her door for her and allowed her to go in and out, but also prevented random other animals from dirtying up their home. and so, she had made her way through the trees towards the local clan's border, wondering if any of her friends were out and about yet.

✭. ── ❝ HONEYPAW ❞
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( 9 moons ) ( tom ) ( apprentice ) ( mentor: ravenfall ) ( location: camp ) ( tags: ravenfall )
✭. ── ❝ longhair cream tabby kurilian bobtail w/ mud-brown eyes. ❞


the young tom found himself eager to get up in the mornings, always curious about the idea of what the day's training could have in store for him. would he be practicing hunting or fighting? would he be on a patrol of some sort with his mentor? or would he be helping out the medicine cats and queens around camp with their needs? there were so many things to do and learn, which caused his mind to start racing practically as soon as he awoke. but, not wanting to disturb his fellow apprentices, he forced himself to stay in his nest until he was called on; thankfully it didn't take long for him to hear his mentor's voice calling out for him, so he leapt up and practically glided out of the apprentices den, greeting his mentor with a kind smile. "good morning ravenfall! are we on any patrols today, or just going to jump straight into training?"

❅. ── ❝ COYOTEHEART ❞
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( 45 moons ) ( tom ) ( warrior ) ( apprentice: n/a )( location: xxx ) ( tags: xxx )
❅. ── ❝ longhair classic tabby maine coon w/ green-yellow eyes. ❞


sleep was never the large tom's favorite thing; ever since he was a young kit, he had been plagued with nightmares; whether they be real memories just replaying in his mind, or figments that his mind made up of scenarios that hadn't yet happened, it was the same. and so, he was often one of the last warriors entering the den and going into his nest at night, and one of the first cats to get up in the mornings as well. this past moon, however, his dreams had turned in an entirely new direction; replaying the moment when his brother was killed in front of him, and feeling nothing but relief and gratitude to mountainstar for her actions. it still wasn't the most pleasant of dreams, but it was certainly an improvement from the nightmares he had for most of his life. that morning, he had gone out hunting, since he had been awake early, and ended up catching a pair of really nice, plump voles. as he padded back into the caves that his clan called home, he looked around for a particular molly, hoping to catch her before she left camp to do her own thing. not seeing her, coyoteheart made his way into the medicine cats den, nodding politely to goosefeather and the medicine cat apprentices and feeling slightly awkward about the audience, but walking towards the grey and white molly anyways. setting one of the voles down at her paws, he gave a nervous smile to his friend, dipping his head in slight embarrassment. "good morning, echolight. i was up early hunting today, and i remembered that you like voles, so i thought i'd bring you one."

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☾. ── ❝ SILAS ATTICUS ROWAN ❞
( 28 years ) ( man ) ( registered witch ) ( location: arcane scribes bookstore ) ( tags: tessa ) ( mentions: renata )
☾. ── ❝ to be a witch is to know the power of your own magic. ❞


there were pros and cons to residing in the apartment above his bookshop, in silas' mind. one positive was that with his bookshop being right on the edge of pine hills' downtown, he was just a short walk away from just about anything he may need. of course, this was also the negative of his housing situation; if he forgot to update his wards regularly, he would hear or see the city's sprawling night-life, which would keep him up all hours of the night. thankfully, he had learned that lesson pretty early on, and since then, he rarely forgot to keep up the noise-canceling and blackout wards around his apartment. silas was definitely one who appreciated his private life and was not at all pleased when something or someone disrupted his routines. which made his current emotional state a bit more understandable, as he was clearly fighting his nerves and on edge about something or other.

silas had heard through the grapevine that someone had a grudge out against the local witches; it seemed as though every member of his aunt's coven felt the tension in the air and had doubled up on their protections for the time being. it could easily be a human customer that wasn't pleased with a spell they had purchased, or a supernatural that had a negative interaction with one witch; whatever the reason, someone had sought out a more powerful entity and the feeling of suffocation and impending doom was lingering over the coven for the past week or so. silas himself had been sort of just ignoring it for the time being, but it seemed that it finally caught up to him, as just the night before he had awoken to his wards blaring, the backdoor of his shop having been tampered with. someone had been trying to sneak up on him in his apartment, unaware that his wards would warn him before they ever made it as far as his door, and luckily it had scared them off.

it had been close enough that it struck a cord in him though, making him decide it was time to take this stupid threat, whatever it was, seriously. silas was not the type of witch that people wanted to anger, but often he was misjudged based on his connection to his aunt's coven. while they were known primarily for their light/white magic, with only a few members occasionally dabbling in something more gray, silas' preferred method was at the very least grey, if not commonly dark/black. he had no problem sending out hexes and curses at those he felt deserved it, although he was clever enough that not a single time had something been able to be linked back to him. for those who didn't know the man well, however, it could easily be mistaken that he was into the same type of magic as his aunt's coven, thus unknowingly painting a target on the wrong man's back; the wrong man for them to mess with, that is.

looking over at where his familar, alistair, chittered to him from the nearby countertop, he couldn't help the hint of a smile that curled up one side of his otherwise serious face. "you can come with me, as long as you promise to stay on my person. i don't exactly feel like having you aggravating kade, then screaming at me as you run around the shop trying to avoid his talons, all when you started the chaos; again. am i clear?" his familiar was very different from him in that aspect of his personality; alistair absolutely adored making messes that silas had to clean up, especially when it had to do with the other witch, renata's, familiar kade. the little white ermine leapt from his perch on the counter, scurrying up the brown leather of silas' jacket sleeve, so that he could sit comfortably on his shoulder, giving his most innocent look to the witch. with a roll of his eyes, silas let out a single huff before leaving his apartment, locking the door, and then heading down the stairs into his book shop.

he spotted a familiar head of dark hair slipping in through the back door at the same moment his body felt her entering through his wards. he could just tell from the expression on her face that she wasn't having the best day, and he didn't even have to think hard to wonder why that might be; he knew she had been recently trying to get back into her practice, after the explosion of her magic leading to her mother's death. he had been trying however he could to help her along, but he knew that there were some things that simply could not be rushed, and healing of any kind - mental, emotional, spiritual, magical - took time. slowly approaching the witch, he gave her a slight head nod in greeting as little alistair chittered his own greeting, recognizing her from the time spent with his witch. "i can already tell from the expression on your face and the defeated tilt of your shoulders that you haven't had any luck, so i will avoid bothering you for the moment, to allow you to compose your thoughts. however, i am going to run over to renata's shop because i need a few things; do you want me to pick you up anything from renata?"

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• ❨ no one can make you feel inferior without your consent. ❩ •

• ❨ name ❩ fairystep •
• ❨ future name ❩ n/a •
• ❨ previous name ❩ fairy •

• ❨ age ❩ 16 moons •
• ❨ gender ❩ molly •
• ❨ rank ❩ warrior •
• ❨ former rank ❩ loner, kittypet •

• ❨ littermates ❩ branch, moose (npc's) •
• ❨ mother ❩ lily (npc) •
• ❨ father ❩ teddy (npc) •

• ❨ crush ❩ fangfrost •
• ❨ mate ❩ open •
• ❨ kits ❩ none •
• ❨ sexuality ❩ bisexual •

• ❨ eyes ❩ soft green •
• ❨ coat ❩ fawn calico tabby •
• ❨ coat ❩ long & leggy •
• ❨ breed ❩ oriental shorthair •

• ❨ who is she? ❩ •
fairystep is incredibly loyal to her clan, mostly because she is thankful to them
for taking her in, teaching her the ways of a warrior, and essentially saving her life.
she is the type of cat that even if she disagrees with what she is told to do by her
leadership, she won’t outright disrespect anyone or question their decisions. she is
a highly intelligent cat though, & so she has no problem seeking out the company of
the cat who she disagrees with to sit down & discuss things so that she can better
understand. she is not the type to tell someone they are wrong or argue just because
they have a different belief from her; she enjoys having intellectual conversations w/
others to expand her horizons, & hopefully broaden their minds as well.

fairystep was born to a couple of kittypets who had fallen in love, and whose two-legs
had decided to let them have one litter of kittens to grow their family before having
her parents spayed/neutered. fairystep was the only girl, the third born with two brothers,
and as such her parents, and the two-legs, seemed to adore her. technically, only the female
two-leg was a "cat person", but her partner put up with the five cats out of respect and love
for his mate. unfortunately, just a few days before she turned 9 moons of age, her
two-leg grew incredibly sick and passed away. her two-legs partner kept her parents,
found alternative homes for her brothers, but had some resentment for her. she had been
the late two-leg's favorite of the cats, and for some reason, the male two-leg couldn't
get over his anger whenever he looked at her, so he abandoned her in the house when he
moved out. thankfully, she managed to escape through a window that had been left
cracked open, and after being on her own, came across the clan a few moons ago &
was able to apprentice, only recently becoming a warrior.

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• ❨ work hard for what you want; it won't come without a fight. ❩ •

• ❨ name ❩ honeypaw •
• ❨ future name ❩ honeytongue •
• ❨ previous name ❩ honeykit •

• ❨ age ❩ 9 moons •
• ❨ gender ❩ tom •
• ❨ rank ❩ apprentice •
• ❨ former rank ❩ kit •

• ❨ littermates ❩ none •
• ❨ crush ❩ open •
• ❨ mate ❩ none •
• ❨ kits ❩ too young •
• ❨ sexuality ❩ bisexual •

• ❨ eyes ❩ mud brown •
• ❨ coat ❩ longhair cream tabby •
• ❨ body ❩ large but clumsy •
• ❨ breed ❩ kurilian bobtail •

• ❨ who is he? ❩ •
honeypaw is a rather polite tom, who does his best to be helpful in any way he can around the
clan; whether that means being the first to volunteer for patrols, offering to help the elders
clean out their dens, or aiding the medicine cats when their stocks are running low, he can always
be counted on to offer a helping hand. the reason why he is constantly overachieving is due to him
secretly being very insecure about the standards his father set for him as a youth, wanting to prove
his worth.

honestly, his parents were both too young and naïve to have kits at their age. turtlestep and
ravenwhisper were only sixteen moons, barely being made warriors, when ravenwhisper fell
pregnant and the pair became mates. neither of them had both of their parents growing up
to raise them, so they didnt know how to be healthy parents to little honeypaw when he
was born. he decided to succeed as much as he could, to thrive in an attempt to spite his parents.
his father was always pushing him to work harder, despite his best efforts. so when turtlestep
was killed last moon in a random hunting accident, and ravenwhisper chose to leave the clan,
he was surprisingly unbothered by becoming an orphan.

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• ❨ no act of kindness no matter how small is ever wasted. ❩ •

• ❨ name ❩ luna •
• ❨ future name ❩ lunarglow •
• ❨ previous name ❩ n/a •

• ❨ age ❩ 31 moons •
• ❨ gender ❩ molly •
• ❨ rank ❩ outsider (kittypet) •

• ❨ family ❩ unknown •
• ❨ crush ❩ open, none •
• ❨ kits ❩ none yet •
• ❨ sexuality ❩ pansexual •

• ❨ eyes ❩ ice blue •
• ❨ body ❩ petite •
• ❨ coat ❩ shorthair solid white •
• ❨ breed ❩ scottish fold •

• ❨ who is she? ❩ •
luna is a very sweet, motherly type cat. she is always worrying about those around her;
are they being safe or doing something foolish? she's there when anyone needs advice, somehow
having an old soul that gives her wisdom beyond her age. she's a friendly molly, one who really
enjoys socializing with others and just being around other cats in general. she has no problem
making new friends or starting up a conversation with anyone at any time. luna doesn't remember
much of her early life, as she was found by her two-leg as an abandoned kit at the edge of the
forest. her two-leg lives in the mountains that the peakclan cats call home, in a log-cabin that
is completely off-the-grid, as he is a "survivalist" type person who has no real interactions with
other two-legs, farming and hunting to provide. because of how friendly luna is, she will spend
her days exploring the forest around her two-legs cabin, which includes going briefly into the
peakclan territory to try and make friends, as she does get lonely being all alone with her two-leg.

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• ❨ be careful what you say; everyone has a different way of seeing it. ❩ •

• ❨ name ❩ coyoteheart •
• ❨ future name ❩ n/a •
• ❨ previous name ❩ coyotekit, coyotepaw •

• ❨ age ❩ 47 moons •
• ❨ gender ❩ tom •
• ❨ rank ❩ warrior •
• ❨ future rank ❩ n/a, content •
• ❨ former rank ❩ kit, apprentice •

• ❨ older half-brother ❩ brackenstar•
• ❨ mother ❩ sablestrike •
• ❨ father ❩ chief •

• ❨ crush ❩ open •
• ❨ mate ❩ open •
• ❨ kits ❩ none •

• ❨ eyes ❩ yellow-green •
• ❨ body ❩ large, muscular •
• ❨ coat ❩ longhair classic tabby •
• ❨ breed ❩ maine coon •

• ❨ who is he? ❩ •
life was never exactly kind to coyoteheart, even back as a kit or an apprentice. his mother
already had a mate that she didn't really love but felt stuck with due to her firstborn kit,
brackenstar. she hadn't wanted to have kits in the first place because of a family history of
losing their minds as they got older, but her mate had wanted them, hence coyoteheart's
older brother was born. many moons passed before his mother, sablestrike, met a rogue
tom named chief and actually fell in love for the first time in her life; her pregnancy with
coyoteheart was a pure accident, but when her mate found out, he challenged chief. both
toms sustained severe wounds and ended up passing away before coyoteheart was even born.

due to her grief, sablestrike wasn't the most attentive mother, and ended up passing away
the moon he became an apprentice. his older brother, brackenstar, would often offer to help
their mother care for coyoteheart as a kit, but in reality when he was watching the young tom,
he would be incredibly cruel to him, telling him how they were not really brothers because of
their mother's affair, and even beating him up physically when he had the chance. this behavior
continued into his apprenticeship, as brackenstar had requested to be his half-brother's mentor,
and coyoteheart was often seen going in and out of the medicine cats den for unexplained cuts
and bruises.

when he became a warrior, coyoteheart did his best to avoid being anywhere near his older
brother, especially after brackenstar became the leader of the clan and now had real power.
his mistreatment quickly became evident at this time, as he no loner felt the need to hide it
since his word was law in the clan, and the other cats finally understood why coyoteheart
was such a submissive, quiet tom who did whatever he could to remain under the radar,
completely unaware of his own wants and needs as he had been focused on simply surviving
for so long.

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• ❨ the important thing is not to stop questioning. curiosity has its own reason for existing. ❩ •

• ❨ name ❩ doespirit •
• ❨ future name ❩ n/a •
• ❨ previous name ❩ doekit, doepaw •

• ❨ age ❩ 21 moons •
• ❨ gender ❩ molly •
• ❨ rank ❩ warrior •
• ❨ former rank ❩ kit, apprentice •

• ❨ siblings ❩ n/a •
• ❨ mother ❩ pigeonleap •
• ❨ father ❩ specklefrost •

• ❨ crush ❩ open •
• ❨ mate ❩ open •
• ❨ kits ❩ none •

• ❨ eyes ❩ blue •
• ❨ body ❩ petite •
• ❨ coat ❩ shorthair, soft •
• ❨ color ❩ dilute calico •

• ❨ who is she? ❩ •
doespirit is clan born and raised, not knowing any life besides the clan, which she is very
content about, for the most part at least. her mother was a kind molly, and her father
was a fiercely protective tom, so as their only kit, she was both spoiled and coddled by
her parents. as much as she loved them, she was grateful to become an apprentice, as it
gave her more freedom away from her parents overbearing gazes. this is when she was
truly able to shine, and was grateful to have a mentor that fostered her curiosity instead
of shutting it down to "keep her safe."

as an apprentice, doespirit was the kind to ask every question that popped into her head,
despite what those around her may think or her. to her parents, this was a bad thing, as
it was a dangerous path to go down, but to her mentor, this was a good thing, showing how
much she thought ahead and wanted to learn about, well, everything. one thing that
doespirit has never fully been able to get an answer for and thus often wonders is how cats
survive outside of a clan environment; kittypets sort of make sense, due to their two-legs,
but what about all of the loners? she is just so used to everyone in a clan working together
for the betterment of the clan as a whole that the concept of being alone to fend for
yourself is just odd to her.

doespirit was given her name due to her incredibly sweet and kind nature. she is the molly
in the clan that is always willing to help out someone else, whether it be with a physical task
or just offering her ear as emotional support. she has a gentle heart and hates fighting, so she
can often be seen trying to keep the peace when any of her clanmates are having a conflict.
however, she knows when she is being overbearing and pushing too hard, and will back off in
any situation if she is asked to.

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• ❨ work hard for what you want; it won't come without a fight. ❩ •

• ❨ name ❩ sharpskull •
• ❨ future name ❩ n/a •
• ❨ previous name ❩ sharpkit, sharppaw •

• ❨ age ❩ 45 moons •
• ❨ gender ❩ tom •
• ❨ sexuality ❩ heterosexual •

• ❨ rank ❩ warrior •
• ❨ former rank ❩ kit, apprentice •
• ❨ wanted rank ❩ deputy •

• ❨ littermates ❩ berrypaw•
• ❨ mother ❩ palewaters •
• ❨ father ❩ pebblegust•

• ❨ crush ❩ open •
• ❨ mate ❩ none •
• ❨ former mate ❩ sage (npc) •
• ❨ kits ❩ none •

• ❨ eyes ❩ yellow/blue heterochromia •
• ❨ coat ❩ shorthair, thick, coarse•
• ❨ body ❩ large, muscular •
• ❨ color ❩ black & white •

• ❨ who is he? ❩ •
sharpskull was born to a pair of young warriors who were deeply in love with one another, &
thus showered their two kits, sharpkit & berrykit, with all of their love and affection. seeing
the way his parents were together made both of their kits want to accept nothing less than
that same type of love, which carries over to sharpskull's adulthood & how he has no mate in
the clan currently. when the pair of siblings first became apprentices, sharpskull was much
more friendly & open about things, having no trouble talking to anyone or asking the questions
burning in his skull. however, that all changes at just 7 moons, when he & berrypaw were out
doing hunting training with their mentors. a silent bird of prey swooped down, completely
unseen & unheard before that, picking up the much smaller berrypaw & flying away with her.
there was no time for the warriors to fight back; one moment she was there, the next she was
gone. this is when sharpskull really changed, becoming much more serious & hardly ever smiling.

as a very young warrior, he stumbled across a loner named sage, who was living along the edges
of the clan's territory. cautious & untrusting of her at first, some part of sharpskull felt compelled
to try to convince her to join the clan, thus continuing to meet with her for several moons. as
time went by, the tom realized that sage had wound her way into his heart, & despite still not
wanting to join the clan, the pair became secret mates. for awhile, they were happy together,
until sharpskull found her meeting with a group of rogues one day. she tried to get him to leave
the clan & join her, deciding she wanted to join the rogues. more than anything, he was hurt that
she never would join the clan for him but was so quick to join the rogues, so ultimately he refused.
the pair split up, & he returned to camp a single tom, not that anyone knew he hadn't been before.

at his core, sharpskull is truly not a mean tom, although he can be a bit off-putting to any cats that
take life less seriously than he does. he can be seen as quite strict, a true stickler for the rules,
making sure that those around him are taking proper precautions to keep everyone safe - something
that stems from the loss of his sister as an apprentice. sharpskull really doesn't have very many close
friends, due to how reserved he tends to be about anything personal. he dislikes revealing his own
true feelings about most things, instead choosing to keep most of his secrets & emotions to himself.

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• ❨ The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable. ❩ •

• ❨ name ❩ rivercall •
• ❨ future name ❩ n/a •
• ❨ previous name ❩ river •

• ❨ age ❩ 32 moons •
• ❨ gender ❩ molly •
• ❨ rank ❩ queen •
• ❨ former ranks ❩ kittypet, stray •

• ❨ littermates ❩ jade, panther (npcs) •
• ❨ mother ❩ petals (npc)•
• ❨ father ❩ falcon (npc) •

• ❨ crush ❩ open •
• ❨ mate ❩ ghostscar •
• ❨ kits ❩ 3, age 1 moon, open•

• ❨ eyes ❩ ice blue •
• ❨ body ❩ long & lean •
• ❨ coat ❩ shorthair colorpoint •
• ❨ breed ❩ siamese •

• ❨ who is she? ❩ •
rivercall was not born into the clan like many of her current clanmates; she was originally
a kittypet, coming from a lineage of siamese cats bred specifically for two-leg cat shows.
as such, she never really knew her father falcon, as he was owned by different two-legs, so
he wasn't a part of her household. her mother petals was a prize-winning show cat, who had
been retired from the competitions & become a breeder instead; she was not pleased with
this change, so she was not the greatest mother to her kits. petals was arrogant & snooty,
pushing her kits away, & constantly telling them how they ruined her life.

rivercall quickly sought to be away from her mother, often being found in the covered patio
outdoors which most of her family would avoid due to the heat. it was during this time that a
stray tom-cat named venom started coming around, befriending the young molly, eventually
convincing her to escape. venom took the young molly under his wing, introducing her to his
friends, & she lived with them for awhile before a massive storm separated river from the others.
she was unable to find them again, so after a moon of looking, when she came across gorseclan,
she decided to join; safety in numbers & all that.

it wasn't long before she caught the eye of the slightly older tom ghostscar, who made his interest
in her very well known throughout the clan. while she wasn't originally looking to develop something
so serious, she allowed him to pursue her for many moons before she found herself pregnant, thus
accepting his offer to become mates. unfortunately, tragedy struck while she was still pregnant
with her litter of kits, for only a few weeks after she moved to the nursery, he was found dead in
the forest. in rivercall's opinion, his death was under suspicious circumstances, but it was ultimately
ruled an "accident" since there was no evidence.